JACK
Whilst Maea peruses and makes her careful selections, Jack all but swings up and onto the edge of the stall he's interested in, bartering and gesturing and conducting, from the outside at least, some very animated business. The truth of the matter lies between the captain and the merchant, of course, and by the time she's finished, Jack has also gotten what he wanted from the transaction.
"I certainly did," he says as he sits back in the boat, a wrapped package beside him and what looks like a puzzle box in his hands. His fingers are already feeling at the seams and beginning to play with it even as the oarsman shoves off and starts to row them out of the little row of stalls. "And you? No frostbitten toes in your future?"
"I certainly did," he says as he sits back in the boat, a wrapped package beside him and what looks like a puzzle box in his hands. His fingers are already feeling at the seams and beginning to play with it even as the oarsman shoves off and starts to row them out of the little row of stalls. "And you? No frostbitten toes in your future?"
believer, believe it or not you'll know
when it ends and how it goes
when it ends and how it goes
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
